I love Los Angeles. I love when people make fun of it. I think, 'Good, don't come.' All the jokes about it feel out of date.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I love Los Angeles. It reinvents itself every two days.
Every time I've been to Los Angeles, I've hated it. My brother works there, so I usually go each year for a holiday.
Los Angeles is a very magical place when you take the entertainment industry out of it. You have beautiful beaches and amazing mountains here. I'm a big rock climber. I head out into the mountains whenever I have free time. It's amazing.
With Los Angeles, it's kind of a love-hate thing. Sometimes I think it's marvelous, and sometimes I think it's a dump. It's so fake and I can't deal with how fake it is.
I love living in Los Angeles.
I mean, I love California, but LA to me is still a strange place.
I don't like Los Angeles. The people are awful and terribly shallow, and everybody wants to be famous but nobody wants to play the game. I'm from New York. I will kill to get what I need.
I didn't like Los Angeles very much but I like San Francisco.
Many of my friends back in New York and elsewhere have a glib or dismissive attitude toward Los Angeles. It's a place of strip malls and traffic and not much else, in their opinion.
I do actually like Los Angeles. Partly because I was told I wouldn't.